Downstairs Adler walked into the small back lounge room to see Trey waiting for him. Valion was sitting in a chair with his bodyguards either side, looking casually amused.
Adler walked straight in and up to him. “You’re leaving? You don’t need to take Darius and hide him, I’m not angry anymore…”
Valion smirked condescendingly on one side of his mouth. “You think you’re little display of territorial affection bothered me?”
Adler smirked in response. “It bothered you enough to step in and protect Darius.”
Valion’s eyes narrowed slightly as he shrugged. “Be that as it may…I’m not going to the city for any reason concerning that, although I did suggest to Darius to perhaps come with me…that was for my own selfish reasons, his blood is sweet and filling.” Valion grinned, showing his fangs.
